Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Hugs for a huge mama

 

Behold, it is I. Thirty-seven weeks pregnant and with the gargantuan belly and puffy face to prove it. Glorious, isn't it?

At least Mary Clare digs on her pregnant mama. My friends, the unthinkable has happened -- Mary Clare thinks I'm the bee's knees. 

I'm not sure if it's because Chip was gone most of last week and all of last weekend, or that Mary Clare suspects things are about to change here at the ranch, but the little stinker is going through a bit of a mommy phase. Even though we're rapidly running out of lap room in the rocking chair and my back sometimes aches at the mere thought of picking her up, right now her hugs are so tight and her kisses are so fierce that I'd let her dance a jig on my belly if it made her happy. 

Naturally, this change in parental preferences has rocked Chip's world. And frankly, having to give Chip all these pep talks is downright exhausting. But he'll just have to deal. I've been waiting for this moment for two years now. So make your requests now, baby girl. Because there's a good chance I won't say no.

5 comments:

  1. Aww, I think you look adorable!! Boy, does Mary Clare have impeccable timing or what?? Love it:-) Can't wait for the new addition to arrive!!!

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  2. I really like this picture Debbie. Lil' MC is a doll.

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  3. You look great. Where were these white maternity pants - were you holding out on me last summer?

    MC is aborable as usual. I cannot wait to see her take on the newest family member.

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  4. You two are so stinkin cute it makes my cheeks hurt!!! I CAN NOT wait to hear what is behind that bump!! EEK so excited for TB!!
    JT

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  5. Oh, you lovely little liars. Thanks for being so nice.

    And Sherri, no, I wasn't holding out on you. The white pants are new. You can wear them with Baby #3.

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